Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1887-03-13

A WIre.Murderer Returns TO HIS
Home.

A Bridgeport Conn., special says
Jacob Brown, the wife-murderer, is at
last behind the bars. Last Tuesday
night he shot and killed his wife. While
he fled to Chicago, Detective Arnold
searched Providence for him. This
morning Brown delivered himself up to
Chief Marsh, having been driven back
TO the city Of bis crime by remorse and
stricken conscience. He was seen
to jump from the paper train from New
York, reaching this city at 8:45 o'clock.
The train was entering the city rapidly
as Brown threw himself of. He fell
headlong into q snowdrift, rolling over
several times but escaped injury other
than cutting his hands. He started on
a run for the station-house, about half
mile distant, and entered in q state Of
great nervous excitement. He eX-
claimed 81 have come back. Could
not stay away any longer. My con-
science would not let me-"
Chief Marsh was taken by surprise.
Brown handed over his revolver, some
cartridges, razor, and knife. He
asked for q newspaper containing sn
account Of his vife's funeral. He was
given paper and then locked up. He
said he had eaten nothing since Tues
day hut some oranges. He was pro-
yided with 2 substantial breakfast,
which he ate with relish as he perused
his paper.
From Browns account of himself it
appears that he went home to supper
last Tuesday evening somewhat under
the influence Of liquor. He and his
wife began to quarrel. They threw
china and table furniture at each other.
He was struck in the head and cut. In
his fury he rushed into his bedroom,
rummaged through q trunk, drew out
his revolver, and commenced 10 fire
upon his wife. He does not remember
how many times he fired, but gays
that she fell groaning. He denies
the story that he dragged the body
ont of the room and placed it under
table in the hall, where it was found.
He claims that she was standing in the
| kitchen doorway when he fired, and
that after she fell she must have crawled
| there. he rushed back INTO the bed
room and secured $50 from n bureau
drawer, clutched up his overcoat, and
fed. AS he missed his wife's body in
| the doorway ne thoughtthat she too had
fed. He nm down Fairfield avenue,
stopped into killenbeck's gunstorc,
and bought fresh cartridges, reloaded
his revolver, and Just caught the 1915
60. n Hoxra,a t-t1x N thof
city, he sought out dark corner on the
station platform, and, while the engine
bell was ringing as signal for "All
aboard" Brown in the dark gave him
self q "dry cut and removed his side
wbiskers. 1t was quick work, but he
managed TO remove this distinguishing
feature in time to connect with the tram
for Boston, where he arrived Wednes-
day morning at $50 o'clock. He at
once started over the Boston and Alba
ny for Albany, and from there went to
Buffalo, Detroit, and Chicago, arriving
there on Thursday night.
Then his conscience began 10 prick
him. Remorse and thousand fancies
nearly drove him mad. He wandered
in the streets. He had no sleep except
on railroad trains. He determined to
blow his brains out, but he could not
resist the reckoning of the bloody
hand left upon the wall where his wife
was shot calling him back. The desire
to come home and suffer for his crime
was beyond control. He came through
Canada, down the Hudson-River road.
to New York, arriving at o'clock this
morning. He hung around the Grand.
Central station until the paper train
started, and then came to Bridgeport
Brown has served two-years' SEN
tence in State prison for burning the
barn of Colonel A. r. Il. Nichols, on
Greenfield Hill. He has been porter
for. President William Fl. Barnum and
other officers of the Housatonic rail
road. He is a good-looking mnlatto,
ard married his wife in Brooklyn about
three years ago. She was West In
dian, and young woman of consider
able refinement She was mantua-
maker for some of the leading society
ladies, and was noted for neatness and
stylish manners.